Dear America (feat. Merc)

Sometimes I feel so alone I would like to go but don't know where is home The only home that I've known don't feel too much like home I wish I knew where i'm from But I know where i'm going, deep inside myself to find the strength to keep going Think I'm all out of questions even the God they gave me couldn't make them accept me I accept all my blessings, I expect the troubles that come along with my complexion Because my mind is a weapon the FBI put cameras on me and label me an extremist As if my life ain't extreme enough, as if being black in America ain't an extreme sport The type of justice I need I can't get in court Let's amend the constitution but ratify our morals first Dear America Dear America This an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out Dear America Dear America This an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out They murdered Malcom, murdered Martin, murdered Huey Murdered Fred Hampton ran Chesimard to Cuba Polices shoot at everyone and everything except the white shooters No room for era when you black Trayvon Martin can show you that Eric Garner can show you that Sandra Bland can show you that Tamir Rice can show you that That list can go on and on but it ain't enough song For years its been the same songs I wonder if we left y'all alone Who would be the pawns, who would fill your prison rooms Instead of prisons lets build schools though it may seem common sense How bout paying teachers more instead of arming them with Guns As i arm the youth for their future I know its possible someone would want to take my future The price you pay to be black, conscious and brave enough To speak about injustices we go through everyday Dear America Dear America This an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out Dear America Dear America This an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out My condolences to Parkland, wish the country had that same energy for Ferguson Some i struggle with now is being marked by my conscious Know I'm smart and intelligent enough to be doing something God gave me Blakkk but still somehow i still had more questions Scenarios made up in my mind where my intentions were questioned I visit shows around the city watch the artist get busy Check myself cause i'm human ask God to take way my envy Are you discipline enough to turn yourself to Black Jesus Not in the sense of being God but realizing you needed To help and heal all your people, responsibilities given to myself by myself What it look like in your mirror Are you afraid of yourself If you asking me I'll say nah but theres a conversation if we talking what I'll become Least the perception of, picture me labeled militant But what they think about now or ever never my biz So with that piece of reasoning I'm breaking out all my chains Most important one being right on top of my brain At this moment i claim victory over all my fears I've had special people tell me that i'm special myself I never really understood how people look up to me And people I look up to probably be thinking the same Guess some things just meant to be and thats pain in itself Tryna' understand but acceptance turn into bliss Although my spirit is rich loves the ultimate wealth Hope you receive this in good spirits and start loving yourself And if you already do go start loving someone else Because we all that we got all across the whole world So dear America Sexy America Gracious America Pretty ass America Dear America Dear America This an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out Dear America Dear America This an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out Dear America Dear America Dear America, this an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out This an open letter to you hope you hear me out